’ Agent Miller had some information he needed even if he didn’t have her, ‘You said twice, and you meant it. The truth be known you have been ki...napped and ransomed twice, and both times by the same man.’ Susan had slipped up, but knew he still didn’t have anything, ‘I said twice, but meant once. It was just a slip of the tongue.’ Agent Miller waved his hand, ‘I don’t want to fight about it. You and I know the truth. I can’t and won’t press it, but I want to tell you some things. Let me do. She also had a beautiful smile. Her mom had been divorced from her dad since she was 2, and her dad was emotionally distant, and basically he did not know how to deal with little girls. He was a real redneck cowboy and just didn't get it, that she was sweet and sensitive.. There was an older brother in the picture, but he was quite a bit older, engaged and soon to be married and generally thought she was a major pain in the ass most of the time. So, she was pretty much starved for male. I asked her, “Would you like to move to a table? It’s quieter.” She sighed and acted annoyed, but half-heartedly said yes, and as she slipped off the barstool she let her dress catch on the edge so that it slid up to reveal the tops of her thigh highs. I caught her stealing a look at me, to see if I had noticed. We got a table in the corner. We made small talk. She had an elaborate fictional history of Joy’s life. She used to live in NYC, but moved to Denver, where she lived with her sister. I got near the switch of the bulb in the room, and lit it. I was stunned to watch the flawless skin of her and the nice firm boobies of hers. She came to know about it and slightly opened her eyes, and our eyes met, no expressions were given. She then gazed at my penis, and shut her eyes again. I turned off the light then. Now, without any delay or hesitation, I made her straight and lay on top of her. Her body was so hot. Her breathing became faster. I was in front of her bosoms enjoying them..